If we got a chance,
Can we start everything all over
and again for the first time saying
And now if only it applies in the real life timeline -- past actions, relationship, school major choices, and stuffs.
I started to write a blog on my second semester in college freshman year (majoring in English literature). Writing has simply always been an account for me to run and put all my feelings, no matter the case. My intention when I first started the blog was no other than to release all those guilty(-pleasure) feelings for spending quite too much on shopping. And that time, it was the only way I know to level-up all of the deeds from shopping.
Three years has passed since then and lot of things has happened all along. Little did I know, writing a style blog has showed me more than just the style itself, but also a whole big picture of fashion world and its revolution. I started to getting it real, got invited and access to every show on Jakarta Fashion Week, gained an award from one of the biggest department store in Indonesia, co-hosted a clothing line event, and landed an internship in a teenage magazine -- which I believe in their quality.
It was on my college sophomore year, that's when I realized some things. I knew that working on media and expressing my opinion to the public has always been one of my long-listed dream jobs and I enjoy it... but I started to ask myself, is it really my passion -- the biggest one?
Then I looked back at my blog, and started to think that it's creepy. I still got affiliation and commissioned writing for the blog, but I didn't think that I did it right anymore. In college, I have been taught to construct a well written essay, article, and even the scientific one. On my job as a fashion writer intern, I was pushed and learned and was taught how to put all the best and the most creative in me to create the most qualified content. To me, all of those past work on the blog is nothing more than a mindless un-constructed chatty ramble and my styling of the outfit was just blah and blah and blah – in short, I didn’t think that I have taken it seriously to the limits. So decided to take a break on it – rebuild and define and examining the blog, and pursue my other passion that all the time I always thinking of. Within another four semesters I will be facing those grown-up reality: real job – and I want to figure it right what truly makes me content.
On the junior year, a little light and progress came to this passion I always thinking of. I really enjoy it like no other, and started to ditch my plan to renew the blog. But on the mean time, whenever I was on day-offs and wanting to shop... I feel that something is missing. I don’t have any tough reason to be worry all the time about my outfits (which is quite funny to figure out that I would love to spent as little as five percents of my brain energy to think about it), and all of those shopping spree are completely useless – I can’t make any good cause or effect out of it. Writing the article about it would complete my every day to the fullest. So I started to take out the old plan map to the new construction, and spare some effort on it on my free-time.
And here is it...
Not forgetting the roots and the past – Naïve Live, a life/style journal. In hope it will be inspiring and reflection in style/fashion and beauty, the music, and travel and culinary leisure -- things that make life complete to the fullest! Because after all, life is good and as naïve as a kid when we decided to live it our way. And keeping it in a journal is one of many ways to celebrate it.
HELLO, everybody. It’s nice to see you and can’t wait to share all of the stories with you!